Dedicated to the silly little white artist

110 one

The bad relationship between old man Bai and Bai En is an upgraded version of Bai En and Bai Runze. At least Bai Runze will stop and snort when he sees Bai En. Continue to go.

Non-violent non-cooperation, I use actions to show that I am annoying you.

The situation is that under the education of the Bai family, most of the sons annoy Lao Tzu, not because they dislike him, but because they want to stab him with a knife.

During the Chinese New Year in the old mansion in country J, Bai En wanted to see old man Bai for all reason. He followed the servant into the room calmly. Old man Bai was holding a mobile phone and asked Bai Runze to tell him how to write text messages. The two of them listened Hearing the sound of the door opening, when he looked up, his face darkened——

It's an unexpected fit.

"Runze, you're here too," Bai En turned to leave: "Then I won't bother you two, goodbye."

"Bastard!" Old Master Bai yelled angrily, and the phone fell to the table with a 'slap': "Stop!"

Bai En stopped and asked, "What do you need from me?"

"It's okay, why should I ask you?" Old Man Bai said.

Bai En nodded, crossed his chest and looked at the grandparents and grandchildren in front of him: "If you have something to say, hurry up."

From the very beginning, Bai Runze snickered when he saw Bai En being reprimanded by Mr. Bai. Hearing this, he interjected maliciously: "Dad, you and grandpa haven't seen each other for so many years. You should talk about it..."

Bai En said indifferently: "You beast, you have no place to speak here."

Old man Bai was furious again: "Naughty animal! Who are you scolding? He is my grandson!"

Bai En said: "Your son is an evil animal, and his son is naturally an evil animal. I'm not wrong."

Old man Bai blushed with anger: "You are the evil beast! Only you are the evil beast!"

Bai Runze nodded beside his grandfather.

Bai En looked at Bai Runze and smiled: "You idiot, don't nod your head."

Bai Runze: "..."

110 two

Another sleepless night.

Bai En opened the curtains, sat sideways on the bay window, rested his bare feet on the cold marble, and looked at the blue sky.

Most of the time, even if he can feel the stimulation brought by the cold, it is not pain, but a feeling that makes him feel fresh.

Although, after the cold is a long cold, fever or other diseases.

Bai En is not a life-saving person, he enjoys the pleasure of self-torture.

The life in the old house made him restless, and he didn't like it very much. If possible, he would rather sleep on the road or find a park bench, which is better than here.

The 24-hour surveillance, insincere compliments, and those aunts who rely on men to satisfy their superior life, these all make Bai En feel disgusted, especially when he needs medicine, in order to prevent Mr. Bai from being caught, he has to After hiding the medicine bottle, it was already the eighth day he had been off the medicine.

It's just a sleep of more than seven hours, what a luxury for Bai En.

Disturbed thoughts, noisy voices, he clearly heard many people talking to him around him, and when he opened his eyes, he couldn't see anything except some blurred fragments.

Sang Bei came to pick him up at a quarter past two on time, Bai En turned his head slightly, his lips were bloodless, Sang Bei helped Bai En get into the car calmly, and handed the prepared blanket to Bai En :"please."

"Thank you." Bai En didn't raise his hand, Sang Bei shook off the quilt spontaneously and covered Bai En, Bai En looked at Sang Bei's actions, and smiled slightly: "You know, you are very similar to Zheng He."

Sang Bei was a little stunned: "Which artist are you talking about?"

"Well," Bai En turned on the phone and flipped through the text messages that Zheng He had sent to himself. Because there were many important contents in the phone, Bai En didn't bring the phone to Bai's house, but put it in Sang Bei's hand, and He could only take this hard-won 'relaxation' time to reply to Zheng He's text messages to himself.

I was still thinking about him here, and suddenly the screen flashed, and it said [Mr. Zheng is here to order, answer or not? 】Bai En paused, his brows and eyes softened undetectably, and he clicked on [Connect].

[Mr. Bai, what are you doing? 】

Zheng He's cheerful voice came from there, and Bai En sighed softly. He suddenly felt that the time in country C seemed like a lifetime away, but he only left for a week.

"I'll call you again." Bai En said with a smile.

【Then guess what I'm doing? 】 Zheng He didn't hear Bai En's change at all.

"Hmm..." Bai En thought for a while and asked, "Are you eating?"

[Uh,] Zheng He took down the big white pear he was putting to his mouth, and lied: [You rubbed it wrong. ] "How could it be?" Bai En said with a smile: "I clearly heard the sound of 'Bang, Bang'. Could it be that there is a little mouse next to you that has been stealing food?"

Zheng He was speechless for a while, and finally, he pretended to be very surprised: 【Mr. Bai, you are so good at predicting things!so amazing!I really have a big rat by my side!Huge, verybig! ] "Oh?" Bai En asked gently: "Then you can ask the little mouse for me: Is his name Zheng He?"

Zheng He blushed uncontrollably.

The two chattered for a while, basically they didn't talk about important things, and Zheng He was really awesome about the trivial things in life, Bai Enming was in a bad mood, when he hung up the phone The smile on the corner of his mouth lasted for a long time.

At the end of the phone call, Zheng He complained to Bai En that he didn't call himself, the phone bill was so expensive. Although Bai En knew that there would be a slight difference in the call charges due to the distance between the two mobile phones, he didn't know how much. He thought it was such a huge sum of money, so he directly asked Sang Bei to transfer a sum of money to Zheng He. Sang Bei took out his notebook and began to keep accounts, asking, "What is this money for?"

Bai En said: "Telephone bill."

Sangbei: "..."

Sang Bei took several deep breaths, and said, "Do you want to talk on the phone 24 hours a day for two years in a row?"

Bai En asked, "What do you mean?"

Sang Beidao: "The amount you just said is enough to support the above steps so that Zheng He can call you in any corner of the earth."

After hearing this, Bai En smiled lightly and said, "Oh."

For a moment, Sang Bei wanted to pick up the notebook in his hand and smash it hard at Bai En's charming face.

No, the computer is easy to break in this case, and the files should be burned before then.

So, is it necessary to re-apply for a box of CDs?But this part of the expenditure is several points higher than last quarter, and it should be saved.

How can we be frugal?

Sang Bei, who was born unable to grasp the key points, went astray at the fork in the brain circuit again, and flew farther and farther along the way filled with smoke and dust.